THE TRIBULATIONS OF TSUKIYAMA SHUU

CHAPTER TWENTY: OCEAN'S THREE (2).

All the attention in the underground gambling den was on the table that featured the medical director, the dealer, and the 'Black Devil'. Everyone stopped what they were doing and the underground gambling association took that as an opportunity to make a profit and hosted a bet with reasonable odds for both contenders. The patrons of the den put almost all of their money on the medical director while the bodyguard that escorted 'Black Devil' bet a million dollars in favour of 'Black Devil'.

The medical director only smirked at that gesture and gave a quick glance to the dealer. The dealer understood the sign secretly and began to shuffle the cards at speeds that made his hands look blurry. The underground gambling den actually hired this dealer years ago from the fourth ward that was ruled by Uta. The dealer of course is a ghoul at the peak of the A rank!

Only the medical director and the owners of the underground gambling den know this of course. If anyone from the Washuu clan knew this and knew that one of the reasons they had lost a small fortune there was due to the appearance of a ghoul, they would simply use the CCG that they control from the shadows to conduct an investigation in the underground gambling den to reap back benefits and spoil their business. But alas, that secret is still well kept.

If Mairo hadn't broken through to the peak of the A-rank a few days ago, this would have been hopeless and would put the plan on halt-for plan A anyway. Mairo immediately focused all his senses on the shuffle but could barely make out the colour and type of cards. This wasn't the dealer's first rodeo, he had been doing this for years and would put in his very best each time he was called to do this for special events. He is eternally grateful for the human owners who could actually find a use for him being a ghoul that feeds on humans and gave him a life amongst humans while providing him with debtors who refused to pay back what they owe to him as food.

A drop of sweat trickled down Mairo's forehead as he tried his hardest but decided to calm down and play the game.

'This dealer is definitely a ghoul but I am quite sure he doesn't know that I and Kanae are also ghouls. Since I can't read his speed I will simply apply my teachings here.' Mairo thought as the dealer dealt him his cards which were basically useless. The medical director tried to hide his smile by frowning immediately. Mairo immediately knew he would lose if he didn't pull off one of his teacher's ultimate techniques.

Mairo tapped the floor lightly with his shoe but that was enough to be heard by his bodyguard who cursed in German in her mind and went with the plan. The bodyguard was in fact Kanae Von Rosewald. Kanae was given the role to escort Mairo to the den a couple of times till they met their target. They of course knew that the Washuu's attended such gatherings but prepared a long blonde wig for her which brought out the colour in her eyes.

Kanae removed her hat that looked like a chauffeur's hat, she let her shoulders relax and opened two buttons on her loose white shirt and took a deep breath that made her chest rise and she fanned herself with her hat. She wore a loose white shirt with a black jacket hanging on her shoulders and black trousers with matching heels. It was as if time slowed down a bit and for a hot second, all eyes were on the female bodyguard who decided to grace them with her beauty and discard her earlier stiffness. Everyone's focus was on the table and the players they bet their money so it wasn't hard to miss that action. Even the dealer paused too. Shuu was right about Kanae all along, she is indeed very beautiful if not the most beautiful female in the Tsukiyama household. But Shuu didn't want to emphasize on that since he had other plans for her.

During their frequent visits to the den, Mairo had noted down the types of cards used during special events were customized cards and couldn't be found in Japan. That would have been a problem if he didn't have the backing of a wealthy and influential family. Mairo ordered the same cards from Colombia and took some with him to the den and immediately swiped his cards with the ones he served. The game was a one-round decider after all. Mairo immediately concentrated all his will on his fingers and exchanged his cards for the ones he had. The exchange was immaculate and too swift for any camera to notice.